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Monday, October 27, 2008

I overheard a news report this morning, amidst the hiccupping and burping of the coffee maker, which involved a study on the brain and the various consciousness levels we inhabit during the day. A contrast was being drawn between two competing mental states--one being the detached state of awareness which exists when we're doing routine tasks--commuting to work for example. The other is the more attuned level of consciousness, where you remember to pick up your dry cleaning during that routine trip to work--and the mental machinery that kicks such detail-oriented perceptions into gear.

Leaning against the counter as the coffee maker sputtered to a halt and the cats did their dance for their morning meal, I thought that my musical inclinations are no different than that morning commute to the office. I mean, how many times have I (and have you) arrived at work barely being able to recall the commute, but gosh darn it, there I sit barely recalling anything but throwing a coat on and then--boom--walking through the front door to the workplace.

There's an interesting subconscious parallel here to what music I choose to listen to in particular times of the year (a topic that's been covered here before, I believe). Somehow, the seasons still continue to inform my personal soundtrack...quietly, subconsciously like Spring forward/Fall back-clockwork. It's only when I'm contemplating this here blog and material for the coming weeks, do I "pick up my dry cleaning" or rather, break out of the patterned reality and interject task-oriented musical selections far from my predispositioned norm.

Which is a very long way to say that this week and for however long we're returning to being comfy. (A Fall's back fall back, if you will.) So, pull up a seat. Coffee's on...